The Red Wolf Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CB ABDB EBCB FBGB HBDB IBCB ABJB KBLB MBNB OBPB QBRB SBTB UBVB WBXB YBZB A2BZB B2BZB C2BD2B ZBE2B F2BZB G2BE2B H2BYB ZBXB I2BJ2B RBK2B

With the fall of the leaf comes the wolf wolf wolfA
The old red wolf at my doorB
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And my hateful yellow dwarf with his hideous crooked laughC
Cries Wolf wolf wolf at my doorB
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With the still of the frost comes the wolf wolf wolfA
The gaunt red wolf at my doorB
He's as tall as a Great Dane with his grizzly russet maneD
And he haunts the silent woods at my doorB
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The scarlet maple leaves and the sweet ripe nutsE
May strew the forest glade at my doorB
But my cringing cunning dwarf with his slavered kacking laughC
Cries Wolf wolf wolf at my doorB
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The violets may come the pale wind flowers blowF
And tremble by the stream at my doorB
But my dwarf will never cease until his last releaseG
From his Wolf wolf wolf at the doorB
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The long sweet April wind may woo the world from griefH
And tell the old tales at my doorB
The rainbirds in the rain may plead their far refrainD
In the glad young year at my doorB
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And in the quiet sun the silly partridge broodI
In the red pine dust by my doorB
Yet my squinting runty dwarf with his lewd ungodly laughC
Cries Wolf wolf wolf at my doorB
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I'm his master and his slave with his Wolf wolf wolfA
As he squats in the sun at my doorB
There morn and noon and night with his cuddled low delightJ
He watches for the wolf at my doorB
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The wind may parch his hide or freeze him to the boneK
While the wolf walks far from the doorB
Still year on year he sits with his five unholy witsL
And watches for the wolf at the doorB
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But the fall of the leaf and the starting of the budM
Are the seasons he loves by the doorB
Then his blood begins to rouse this Caliban I houseN
And it's Wolf wolf wolf at the doorB
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In the dread lone of the night I can hear him snuff the sillO
Then it's Wolf wolf wolf at the doorB
His damned persistent bark like a husky's in the darkP
His Wolf wolf wolf at the doorB
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I have tried to rid the house of the misbegotten spawnQ
But he skulks like a shadow at my doorB
With the same uncanny glee as when he came to meR
With his first cry of wolf at my doorB
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I curse him and he leers I kick him and he whinesS
But he never leaves the stone at my doorB
Peep of day or set of sun his croaking's never doneT
Of the Red Wolf of Despair at my doorB
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But when the night is old and the stars begin to fadeU
And silence walks the path by my doorB
Then is his dearest hour his most unbridled powerV
And low comes his Wolf at the doorB
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I turn me in my sleep between the night and dayW
While dreams throng the yard at my doorB
In my strong soul aware of a grewsome terror thereX
Soon to knock with command at my doorB
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Is it the hollow voice of the census taker TimeY
In his old idle round from door to doorB
Or only the north wind when all the leaves are thinnedZ
Come at last with his moan to my doorB
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I cannot guess nor tell only it comes and comesA2
As from a vaster world beyond my doorB
From centuries of eld the death of freedom knelledZ
A host of mortal fears at my doorB
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Then I wake and joy and youth and fame and love and blissB2
And all the good that ever passed my doorB
Grow dim and faint and fade with the whole world unmadeZ
To perish as the summer at my doorB
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The crouching heart within me quails like a shuddering thingC2
As I turn on my pillow to the doorB
Then in the chill white dawn when life is half withdrawnD2
Comes the dream curdling Wolf at my doorB
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Only my yellow dwarf my servitor and lordZ
I hear him lift the latch of my doorB
I see his wobbling chin and his unrepentant grinE2
As he lets his oafship in at the doorB
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He is low and humped and foul and shambles like an apeF2
And stealthily he barricades the doorB
Then lays his goblin head against my lonely bedZ
With a Wolf wolf wolf at the doorB
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I loathe him but I feed him I'll tell you how it wasG2
Hear him now with his Wolf at the doorB
That I ever took him in he is he is my kinE2
And kin to the wolf at the doorB
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I loathe him yet he lives as God lets Satan liveH2
I suffer him to slumber at my doorB
Till that long looked for time that splendid sudden primeY
When Spring shall go in scarlet by my doorB
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That day I will arise put my heel upon his throatZ
And squirt his yellow blood upon the doorB
Then watch him dying there like a spider in his lairX
With a Wolf wolf wolf at my doorB
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The great white morning sun shall walk the earth againI2
And the children return to my doorB
I shall hear their merry laugh and forget my buried dwarfJ2
As a tale that is told at the doorB
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Far from the quiet woods the gaunt red wolf shall fleeR
As a cur that is stoned from the doorB
And God's great peace come back along the lonely trackK2
To fill the golden year at my doorB

Bliss Carman



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David a son of a sea: Wolves can hear up to 6 miles away in the forest and 10 miles on the open tundra.
 

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